So, I came up with this Busta Rhymes gag about a year and a half ago, now. And this is probably a really dumb thing that’s just me. But when I’m reading a story like this, in the future, and people just happen to reference something from my lifetime, in spite of the 300 years between me and them, I just hate how convenient it is. But there’s no gag if it’s a made up artist. So I ended up with her presenting a fake band and a real rapper. Maybe this makes the storytelling less economical. But it feels less hokey to me, and I’m driving.
